Last Pair of Drawz

Lyrics

[Intro] If they never hated me before You gon' hate me now [Verse 1] You see, I think it's time to beat the preacher's ass 'Cause he lied and said we free at last If you mad you don't have to listen Let's see how many riding with me after this one On TV you a gangster with lots of loot But you're fans don't know that you a prostitute "I'm a G, I'm a G", man cut it out You in the office bent over getting gutted out Hye, you better not talk about them gay people (Who else?) Or them wicked Jews and they evil They don't care about your money or your fame One anti-Semitic claim, they'll run your ass right out the game Every week I see a different fool going out A woman can't blow up unless they ho her out Phony homies tryna fake their position I hate a roach and I ain't talking about the ones in the kitchen Now listen [Chorus] I'm about to tear my last pair of draws I'm about to tear my last pair of draws I'm about to tear my last pair of draws I'm about to tear my last pair of draws They gon' get you if you riding they gon' get you if you chilling They gon' get you either way so you might as well kill 'em man [Verse 2] I'm still out here getting it man, that's the real shocker Tryna get rich like Rush Limbaugh peel doctor The politicians ain't no different, they still tripping Passing dirty laws, having orgies, coke sniffing I still blame the Bush family for the country sinking fast Somebody need to run an iron across their wrinkly ass Meanwhile the whole hood is afflicted And a child support cheque is like a lottery ticket Now your 2 year old son is booty popping, what's the root? And his silly ass mama talking bout, "Look he's so cute" It's bad enough you got that kind of madness in your mind But you want the world to see it so you post it online And his dumbass daddy old as hell, still trappin' If you would have been around him then it probably wouldn't have happened Wannabee king of the city until you got caught Now you in the jail cell calling the white man, "Boss" [Chorus] I'm about to tear my last pair of draws I'm about to tear my last pair of draws I'm about to tear my last pair of draws I'm about to tear my last pair of draws They gon' get you if you riding they gon' get you if you chilling They gon' get you either way so you might as well kill 'em man [Verse 3] A lot's happened since the last time we spoke Let me officially announce I went broke What I'm hearing in the music is like something's polluted We all messed up in the head, present company included Some of these dudes got some ways that I just don't get Married a stripper now you mad at her 'cause she won't quit You were soft so you came off in your bread real quick But she ain't ever viewed you as nothing but being a trick All the people seem to care about is drugs and clothes I asked my partner why he go to church, he said, "For the hoes" Anything goes in this sick world, whatever you're liking Dope selling, car jacking, pill popping and dyking Government for the lying ass pervert clowns Coward cops will beat an handicapped man to the ground You still tryna emigrate with these devilish hicks America, the most racist country to ever exist [Chorus] I'm about to tear my last pair of draws I'm about to tear my last pair of draws I'm about to tear my last pair of draws I'm about to tear my last pair of draws They gon' get you if you riding they gon' get you if you chilling They gon' get you either way so you might as well kill 'em man